I'm sure you all remember this stuff and more

hollydolly said:
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Not only do I remember driving without seat belts I remember my Dad telling me to take a nap to get some rest on our way to see my brother when he was in the Army. His base wasn't far from our home,maybe just 2 hours away. We went every Friday after school and came home early Monday morning to make it to school. My Dad had a Hudson and my sister would sleep on the back seat and my Dad would tell me to sleep on the back window ledge. It was Blue but it looked like this.
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Looking back to these days, would you consider them good old days? I ask because some of us wouldnt consider their past so good depending on many things. For myself, if I could, I would relive those days over and over again:)
 
CeeCee said; "Same here. My mother stayed home and ran the house and 4 children. We didn’t have any covers on our furniture though and it still stayed nice. We were taught to respect things and take care of them."

Sounds like my family. My wife also stayed home and raised our 4 kids. Her mom and my mom & dad all passed away within a 2 year period (they were only in their mid 60's) when our 4 kids were between 4 and 9. Only the two oldest really remember them well.
 
My 2 favorite things to do when I was YOUNG !Going with friends to the drive-in

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boys taking a girl for a ride on their Bike and going to a place called Suicide hill. Then the boys would ride down the hill while the girls watched them and rooted them on.

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The drive-in was a great place to spend a summer evening.

When we were kids we always brought snacks from home and then sat drooling and whining while the intermission film for the snack bar played on the giant screen.

 
Garydavid said:
Looking back to these days, would you consider them good old days? I ask because some of us wouldnt consider their past so good depending on many things. For myself, if I could, I would relive those days over and over again:)
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Growing up for me was a mixture of good and not so good (to me). My Dad introduced me to many experiences: hunting, fishing, raising animals on our ranch. He loved me to the best of his ability, but he did not hesitate to discipline me in a physical way if I disobeyed him. I loved him simply because he fathered me, which gave me the ability to acquire a formidable education; but I also feared him.
 
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